"That Montezuma jerk keeps raiding our tribe. Captures our best young men and carves their hearts out. He says the gods need blood, and it's a great honor to be sacrificed. If it's so great, then why does he have to keep raiding us all the way out here for sacrifices? Not enough brave volunteers among his own people in that huge fancy city? Gee, who woulda thought?

"Then there's this new jerk, Cortes. He wants our gold. Says his god doesn't need our blood, just has some really weird but simple rules like eating fish on Fridays. He doesn't have a lot of men with him at all, but Montezuma's been real nervous ever since he showed up...

"Ya know what? To hell with the gold. I think we should all go with this new guy Cortes and help him kick the shit out of Montezuma."